Chapter 29 - My Saliva Is Fragrant

七色金丹."玄玄道篇"没有记载,但根据颜色越多,越强大,一颗七色金丹应该很强大.不过,有一件事陈夏不太明白.也就是说,在这七种颜色中,没有金色.没有金子的金丹.这合理吗?陈夏想了想,觉得自己不应该纠缠,只要知道是金丹就行.但这颗金色的丹药一直在他体内旋转,散发着七彩的光芒,确实有点像一个光球,气氛十分充沛.幸运的是,他的身体并不透明.陈夏花了半个多月的时间才形成金丹,效果令人满意.根据"玄广之道篇",能力可以感觉到显着增加.只有形成金丹,才能真正踏入修炼大道,开始使用各种神通和技巧,开始创造属于自己的神力.而最重要的是创造自己的神通.金丹是你凝结大法的原型,修炼者之间的大法原型可能相似,但绝对不一样.拿最简单的火道金丹,或许有两个凝结是火道金丹,甚至可能是寒火,但越修炼,差距越大.这是根据每个人的经验和机会走过的伟大道路,甚至具有人格和灵魂的基础.您或许能在宇宙中找到两个有着相同经历和机会的人.但你能找到两个性格和灵魂相同的人吗?如果你真的找到了,那不是两个人,只是一个人.陈霞不知道自己的七色光球原型是什么大好方法,又看不到图像,实在看不懂.但如果他能创造出自己的神通和技巧,他还是有很多想法的,而且他脑海中已经准备了一些技巧.　　Take his current understanding of the primary time and years.　　Chen Xia wants to create a time-stopping divine power, and he has already thought of the name.　　Initially influenced by the culture of the small country of the East China Sea, he decided to call it...　　Time stopped, and then he showed his might.　　But considering it's too long and not easy to read, he simplified it a bit and simply called it.　　Time Stop.　　Chen Xia is still in the stage of thinking about how to materialize the time stop, which depends on his own understanding.　　In addition, Chen Xia has a doubt, that is, why there is no hint of the role of luck in his mind when he condenses the golden pill, is it not lucky enough, and did not trigger it?　　Thinking of this, he retracted his divine consciousness, sank into his body, and looked at his colorful golden pill again, suddenly thinking that his colorful golden pill might be due to the blessing of luck?　　After all, sometimes there is no hint of luck in the mind.　　For example, when he goes out to pick up money, when he goes fishing full, these times there is no hint of luck.　　Is it because it's not necessary to hint?　　Chen Xia doesn't understand, fortunately, he is not a person who likes to get into a corner, and it's easy to reconcile with himself, so he patted his sleeves and slowly walked out of the room.　　Just as he walked out of the door, he saw Huang Qingyue wearing a goose-yellow skirt, standing at the door with a serious face, holding a sugar gourd in his mouth, and didn't realize that Chen Xia had already come out.　　"What are you thinking about?" Chen Xia had already walked behind her, puzzled and asked.　　Huang Qingyue then came back to her senses, and her eyes quickly showed surprise, hurriedly turned to look at Chen Xia, because she was holding a sugar gourd in her mouth, and her speech was a bit vague.　　"You're out!"　　"Hmm." Chen Xia nodded and asked with a smile, "Are you waiting for me?"　　Huang Qingyue nodded her little head, just wanted to speak, and felt that it was inconvenient to hold the sugar gourd in her mouth, so she took out the sugar gourd, and said seriously and seriously.　　"You said you were going to form the golden pill, this is a big deal, I guard outside every day, in case someone sneaks in and disturbs you."　　Chen Xia looked at the huge sugar gourd in Huang Qingyue's hand, secretly said that this girl's skill is not less than before, and casually replied.　　"Actually, it's not a big deal, and no one in the imperial city dares to disturb me."　　"Better be safe than sorry." Huang Qingyue looked serious, frowned, and said seriously.　　"Well, you must have worked hard." Chen Xia replied with a smile.　　"Hehe, not hard." Huang Qingyue smiled, and in front of Chen Xia, she likes to be a little girl.　　Huang Qingyue seemed to think of something, felt in her sleeve, suddenly took out a sugar gourd, raised a smile sweeter than the sugar gourd, and said.　　"I saved this for you."　　Chen Xia took the sugar gourd and asked curiously, "When did you save this for me, it hasn't melted for so long."　　Huang Qingyue raised her eyebrows, smiled proudly, and said, "I bring two sugar gourds every day, and when you come out, I'll give you one to eat. If you don't come out until the next day, I'll eat it first."　　Chen Xia peeled the paper of the sugar gourd, opened his mouth wide, put it in, and casually gave Huang Qingyue a thumbs-up, praising.　　"Awesome."　　"Haha." Huang Qingyue laughed, also held the sugar gourd, the two of them were so funny with their mouths full.　　But no one spoke.　　Because you have to concentrate when eating sugar gourds.　　This is what Huang Qingyue said.　　The huge sugar gourd couldn't stand the destruction of two cultivators, and soon it was gone.　　Huang Qingyue wiped her mouth with a silk scarf, looked at Chen Xia again, her pretty face turned red, handed forward with one hand, lowered her little head, and said shyly.　　"You should wipe your mouth too."　　Chen Xia didn't reach for it, but asked cautiously.　　"Do you have bad breath?"　　Huang Qingyue's blushing pretty face was stunned, her hands on her hips, indignantly said.　　"I don't, my mouth is very fragrant, even my saliva is fragrant, don't believe it, smell it, ah～"　　Huang Qingyue said, and grew her mouth, indicating that Chen Xia should come over and smell it.　　Chen Xia is polite, Huang Qingyue let him smell it, and he immediately sniffed.　　At the same time, he found a strange thing, Huang Qingyue's mouth is very big when eating, but now it looks very small.　　If described as a cherry small mouth, it should be just right.　　Chen Xia stared, and sniffed with his nose tip.　　It's a touch of fragrance, not thick, not heavy, like peach blossoms in March, rain in June, osmanthus in September, and snow in December.　　The highlight is a light and elegant.　　"Right?" Huang Qingyue said with her mouth open, vaguely.　　It can be seen that she is very serious about this matter.　　Chen Xia nodded, "Indeed."　　He was about to retract his head.　　"Wait a minute." Huang Qingyue stopped him, and said proudly, "My saliva is also fragrant."　　"Er..." Chen Xia hesitated and asked, "How can I smell this?"　　You can't let Huang Qingyue spit it out.　　Huang Qingyue turned her head, her cheeks flushed, the ruddy color spread all the way to her neck, and it was well displayed on her delicate skin.　　She didn't dare to look at Chen Xia, she seemed a bit guilty, her fingers were restlessly stirring the skirt, and she mumbled.　　"Well... that, the fragrance doesn't have to be smelled, it can also... can be tasted."　　Chen Xia thought about it and nodded in agreement, "This is indeed a good idea."　　"Then... do you want to taste it?" Huang Qingyue looked at Chen Xia, her pretty face was so red that it almost bled, and there were tears in her eyes.　　A mixture of shyness and boldness.　　Chen Xia put away his usual lazy look, and his expression was rare and serious, asking.　　"Really?"　　"Hmm!" Huang Qingyue nodded heavily, closed her eyes, clasped her hands in front of her chest, trying to slightly cover her shyness.　　Chen Xia put his arms around her delicate waist, and then his head came up.　　Lips to lips, tongue to tongue.　　The light fragrance passed through the tip of the tongue, so it can be clearly felt.　　Like a nectar.　　The whole process ended quickly.　　Chen Xia straightened up, pursed the corners of his mouth, still savoring.　　Huang Qingyue's shyness on　　her face became more, and after a long time, she asked softly.　　"Is it fragrant?"　　"Endless aftertaste." Chen Xia gave a high evaluation.　　"Phew, that's good." Huang Qingyue's mouth also hung a smile.　　The two began to look at each other again.　　Chen Xia suddenly asked, "Are you really ready?"　　Huang Qingyue had a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, thought for a moment, nodded and replied.　　"I've been waiting for decades."　　"That's good." Chen Xia nodded, and looked at Huang Qingyue again, and the two understood each other.　　"I want to practice sword." Huang Qingyue suddenly said, changing the subject.　　Chen Xia asked curiously, "Why do you want to practice sword?"　　Huang Qingyue explained with a smile, "Because I see those martial heroes seem to be practicing sword, and it seems to be said that the sword is the king of weapons, and the killing power is the strongest."　　This statement is indeed well-examined, there are indeed many swordsmen in the world, and there are even super strong ones, which are a level higher than other weapons.　　When talking about martial heroes, people usually think that they should be wandering the world with a sword.　　So it's not strange that Huang Qingyue wants to practice sword.　　In the following days, Huang Qingyue did practice sword, using a long, thin sword, the quality is not very good, it's just an ordinary sword.　　The swordsmanship learned is not profound, it's just an ordinary martial arts swordsmanship.　　But Huang Qingyue is just a beginner now, and she can't use too profound swordsmanship.　　When Huang Qingyue practices sword, Chen Xia will sit on a small stool and watch the pretty figure in the goose-yellow skirt sway.　　Huang Qingyue asked Chen Xia a question, "Brother Chen, do you like the goose-yellow skirt?"　　Chen Xia didn't answer, but asked curiously, "Do you like it?"　　Huang Qingyue frowned and thought for a while, but still didn't get the answer, and said distressedly.　　"I'm not sure."　　Chen Xia grinned, "I think you look good in a goose-yellow skirt."　　Huang Qingyue stopped frowning, and she was not distressed, her mouth corner rose, and she nodded with a smile.　　"Then I like goose yellow."　　————　　In the eighty years of the micro calendar of the great Song Dynasty.　　The long-lived Song Wei passed away, and the crown prince Song Nan succeeded to the throne.　　Before Song Wei's death, he came to see Chen Xia once. At that time, he was so weak that he could only lie in bed and was carried by a group of children to see Chen Xia.　　The first sentence he said was that he hoped Chen Xia could protect the great Song Dynasty.　　Chen Xia only replied with a smile, "I can block natural disasters, but some man-made disasters, I don't want to care."　　The man-made disaster he mentioned, Song Wei also knew what it was.　　For example, the struggle for the throne, the prince's uprising, the soldiers' rebellion, and so on.　　Song Wei nodded weakly, "If these things really happen, you don't have to care, it can only be said that my great Song Dynasty should perish."　　Living for nearly a hundred years, Song Wei, who is about to die, has also seen through it. If these things really happen, then it is the fate of the great Song Dynasty.　　Mainly, he is going to die and can't be the emperor of the great Song Dynasty.　　The two men agreed that Chen Xia only cares about natural disasters and a few man-made disasters, such as immortals coming down to the world, and he doesn't care about the rest.　　There is no immortal dynasty, it can't be that your great Song Dynasty will last for a long time.　　After understanding his last wish, Song Wei passed away on the bed, the whole country mourned, and the crown prince Song Nan succeeded to the throne, and he was even more respectful to Chen Xia, and even some bigger decisions would come to Chen Xia for advice.　　Chen Xia was asked once or twice, and then he let him decide by himself, no need to ask.　　Song Nan was naturally happy in his heart, and he hurriedly agreed.　　And Chen Xia's meditation began, he felt that he was about to have a realization, and the rotation speed of the golden pill in his body became slower, and he was about to see the scene inside.　　This requires him to calm down and understand carefully to slow down the rotation of the golden pill.　　This is not an easy thing, there are too many disturbances outside, and understanding the golden pill requires a long time of meditation, and it is useless in a short time.　　So in the tenth year after Song Nan succeeded to the throne.　　Chen Xia made the decision to close the door.　　He asked Song Nan to open a secret room a hundred meters deep in the imperial city, and he entered the secret room to close the door.　　Huang Qingyue was a bit reluctant, but she definitely supported Chen Xia's decision, and wanted to guard for Chen Xia, and wait for him to come out.　　After saying goodbye to Huang Qingyue, Chen Xia entered the hundred-meter secret room alone.　　Huang Qingyue was holding a sword in her arms, her eyes were full of reluctance, watching the figure in the green shirt getting smaller and smaller, until it became light and disappeared.　　She sniffed, and hugged the sword in her arms tighter.　　She will definitely protect Chen Xia very well!　　————　　In the forty years of the Southern Calendar of the great Song Dynasty.　　A shocking event happened in the world.　　The immortal gate was shocked, and the ground within a radius of thirty miles collapsed.　　There was a figure floating above the immortal gate, slowly walking down, as if stepping on the stairs, and when he fell to the ground, he said a shocking word to the world.　　"I have been cultivating the golden pill for a hundred and thirty years, and today the pill is formed, unparalleled in the world, and invincible in the world!"　　So the people of the world all know.　　The old immortal has come out of the closed door!